House of Night 09 - Destined

anything she can to bring us, and by that I mean you specifically, Z, down. Not to mention Dragon, the Leader of the Sons of Erebus Warriors, is definitely not acting right since his mate was killed by the guy we’re bringing back onto campus. Neferet’s going use Rephaim against us. Dragon is going to back her. Shit is going to hit the fan.”
    “Well,” I said. “It won’t be the first time.”
    “Uh, may I say something?” Damien’s hand was raised like he was in class and wanted to be called on.
    “Yes, honey, and you don’t have to raise your hand,” I said.
    “Oh, okay, thanks. What I wanted to say is we need to remember that when Nyx appeared at the House of Night, forgave and blessed Rephaim, she basically gave us permission to include Rephaim in our world. Neferet can’t go against that—at least not openly. And neither can Dragon. How much they don’t like it is beside the point.”
    “But they did go against it,” Stark said. “Neferet asked Dragon if he’d accept Rephaim, and he said no, so she kicked him off campus. Stevie Rae called bullshit on that, and that’s why we all ended up leaving.”
    “Yeah, and just because the High Council managed to pressure Neferet into letting us come back to class, it doesn’t mean we’re really going to be accepted. I can promise you that she and Dragon, and probably a lot of other people aren’t going to be cool with this.” Aphrodite fluttered her fingers at Rephaim.
    Damien spoke before I could say anything. “Well, the truth is neither Neferet nor Dragon can supersede the Goddess’s wishes.”
    “Super what?” Shaunee asked.
    “Seed who?” Erin added.
    “It means to replace,” Stevie Rae explained for Damien. “And that’s a real interestin’ point, Damien. No one can supersede the Goddess, not even a High Priestess.”
    “Can you imagine what the tight-assed High Council would say about that?” Aphrodite rolled her eyes. “Litter of kittens—they’d have several litters of flying kittens. Each.”
    I blinked and had the sudden urge to hug Aphrodite. Well, the urge passed quickly, but still.
    “Aphrodite,” I said. “You are a genius! And so is Damien.”
    “Of course I am,” Aphrodite said smugly.
    “You’re going to tell on Neferet and Dragon to the High Council, aren’t you?” Damien said.
    “I think ‘telling on’ them is not the right way to put it. Uh, you have your laptop with you, don’t ya?” I asked.
    Damien patted the man purse slung over his shoulder. “Of course. It’s in my satchel.”
    “Man purse,” Shaunee said.
    “Just sayin’,” Erin added.
    “It’s a European satchel,” Damien said firmly.
    “If it has feathers…” Erin said.
    “And quacks…” Shaunee said.
    “Whatever it is, I’m glad it means you have your computer with you.” I jumped in before Damien could big word them. “You do have Skype downloaded on it, don’t you?”
    “Yes,” he said.
    “Good. I need to borrow it for the Council Meeting, if that’s okay with you?”
    “No problem,” Damien said, raising his brows questioningly at me.
    “What are you thinkin’?” Stevie Rae asked his question for him.
    “Well, when I talked to Thanatos about helping us get back to school, I didn’t mention that little thing about the fact that we’re kinda, sorta branching off with our own House of Night here, but that we’ll still be going to class and such at our original House of Night.”
    “We’re gonna have to think of a great new name for our place,” Shaunee said.
    “Ooooh! Right you are, Twin,” Erin said.
    “Hey, it’s the depot, so how about the Pot Lot House of Night,” Shaunee said.
    I looked at them. Shook my head and said a firm, “No to the Pot Lot.” Then I went back to my original point. “But I do need to do a whole Skype conference with the Vamp High Council to get permission for what we want to do. A school Council Meeting seems a good time to do that, especially since I’m sure Neferet will love it if I ask that she bear witness to my call.”
    “Z, that sounds like a crap plan. Neferet will love talking to the High Council and figuring out a way to twist everything you say to make you look like Insane Teenager,” Aprodite said.
    “That’s kinda my point,” I said. “I’m not gonna be Insane Teenager. I’m gonna be the Fledgling High Priestess who gives the High Council all the details about the amazing, miraculous gift Nyx has given our Red High Priestess’s Consort,